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born stranger
in the world of
lovelessness,
all forms of art
become a
stillborn pain,
they're born
nevertheless
as strangers
to rage war against
destruction
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The poet’s privilege
A poet goes beyond reality
and has the right to be excluded
from the petty troubles of mundaneness,
since it's natural for him
to break conventional dimensions,
since his home is timelessness.
Do not expect him to be fathomed
or identified or even specified,
he will avoid all ...
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The longest moment
When love returns
with something like a vengeance
set with fullest sails
and rushing in
with forward wind,
I hesitate to catch my breath
benumbed by the enchantment
of the golden moment
which, although impossible,
I can but hope and feel
that must go on forever.
When it ...
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Time, And The Oak
remembering the formal years and earlier ownership
Pic: is of the very tree that stood at what was one
corner of our lawn
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Born To Die.
Born To Die (Warning may offend).
We are born to die
within that murky truth we fly.
But inside we lie.
Wings of clay
carry us away.
People search for a god
begotten by a will to live.
Struth…..
they try to escape the truth!
Six million Jews….
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